Page 33 of The Casella King

I feel my arousal slide down my thigh, and embarrassment seeps into my gut, heat rising to my cheeks.

How can this turn me on so much?

The power.

The domination.

The submission.

Everything about this is masochistic, and yet, my body is enjoying it, even when my mind is playing catch up.

He watches me intently, as I look down, and his eyes follow.

He slides his hand over my pussy, feeling how drenched I am.

“Mmmm.” He growls. “Is this turning you on, sweetheart?” He grabs my wrist and whirls me around, my ass now pressed firmly on his pants and the entire length of his body pressed into mine as my hands plant into the wall. “If I didn’t know better,I’d say you like it when I’m rough.” I feel him move away slightly then hear something fall to the floor, and when he presses against me again, I feel his bare skin on mine. I hear the sound of material ripping as he discards what’s left of my panties straight onto the floor. He pushes his hard, thick cock against my pussy, my nipples hardening against the cold wall as his hand snakes around and massages my clit.

“Please.” I don’t know what I’m begging for, but I know I want it.

Bad.

“Please, Ezra.” I begin panting.

“Have I told you how much I love it when you beg?” he whispers into my ear, his hot breath fanning my neck. “How much I love the way your cheeks redden whenever I make you come?”

I feel the tip of his cock right at my pussy, and I push myself back into him, wanting him inside me already. He chuckles and pulls both my wrists behind me, holding them in place with one hand, resting on my lower back, whilst the other fists my hair, pulling my neck backward with a jerk.

“Patience, baby. By the time you go to sleep tonight, I’ll know every curve of your body, every line and scar on your skin.” He nips at my ear. “And every inch inside your warm, wet cunt.” He pushes his large cock inside me without warning, groaning as he reaches the hilt. I gasp at the feeling of fullness, his dick so deep inside me it almost hurts.

I never knew what I was missing sexually until Ezra came into my life, and I feel like it would be a continuous ride with him, a ride into the abyss, all senses heightened except our sight. I understand now why women love giving up control to their partners in the bedroom, the amount of pressure that is taken away once we give up power is freeing.

Ezra’s deep groans fill my ears as he thrusts in and out of me, pushing my breasts deeper into the wall. I make the mistake of trying to pull my arms out of his hold, and his hand comes down hard on my ass as my scream echoes throughout the room.

“Move your arms again, and I will tie you to the bed.” He growls in a breath as his body slams into me hard. I don’t dare argue because now my arms are going slightly numb from the pressure.

A moan escapes my mouth as he leans forward, kissing the nape of my neck, thrusting his dick inside me to the hilt.

“From this day forth, this pussy is mine,” he whispers, his breath fanning my skin. He releases my arms, and I slap my hands on the wall, bracing myself. His hand slides down my back as he fucks me into the wall, and I feel my arousal sliding further down my thigh.

I jump when I feel him slip his thumb inside my ass.

I’ve never had anything or anyone close to my ass, and the feeling, although foreign, sends a different type of arousal through my body.

“One day, you will have more than my thumb in your ass.” His words send a shiver down my spine as I feel his cock slide in and out of me. The pressure builds inside my belly, my clit begging for attention, and I can’t help myself, I begin to snake a hand between my legs, my fingers placing pressure on my clit.

I feel him slide out of me in a flash. I groan at the emptiness, my pussy aching for his cock back inside me. I watch from over my shoulder as he drops to his knees, then his tongue meets my pussy which sends my body and mind reeling with the pleasure of his warm, wet mouth.

“Mmmm, so fucking delicious.” His husky voice, the possessive placement of his hand on my ass and the sex in the air have me coming undone on his tongue as my orgasm rips through my body. I feel his tongue slide from my inner knee allthe way up to my entrance, lapping up every single drop, and it is the hottest thing I have ever experienced. He chuckles, watching me sag a little on the wall, my breathing heavy like I’ve just swum across an entire ocean.

Turning around to face him, my eyes take him all in, his chest is glistening with sweat, arms and shoulders perfectly carved, his full lips glistening with my arousal, and his dark eyes filled with an equal amount of lust and power. I leap into his arms, and he catches me effortlessly as I wrap my arms and legs around him and walks us over to the lounge near the foot of the bed, sitting me down on his lap. His lips touch mine, softly, kissing me with tenderness, something I haven’t seen from Ezra before, as his hands caress my arms.

My heart thumps beneath my chest in tandem with his, stirring a whirlwind of feelings inside me as I stare into the blackness of his eyes. I lift myself and reach behind me, aligning his cock at the entrance of my pussy. My eyes focus on his as I slide down onto his cock, watching his eyes roll back ever so slightly, revealing a sliver of his dominance breaking, giving me great pleasure. Watching him lose control, over me, over my body, and watching what I do to him makes me want to keep going, just to see how much more I can take from him.

Push his dominance, his power, his control.

I sit on him all the way to the hilt as his hands grab my ass, his eyes falling to my mouth. I begin to grind my hips, the tip of his cock hitting all the right places inside me, creating a thunderstorm inside my belly, brewing slowly. I moan as I lean my head back, my hips now moving on their own, taking my own pleasure.

“Fuck, you’re going to make me come,” he grunts as I feel his hands grip my ass tighter, his mouth coming down on my breast.

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